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Healing the Beastmen I Wronged

Getting Rich by Picking Up Trash
Due to a system binding error, Shi Li was transmigrated to a certain Beast World, becoming a bitter woman who only knew how to compete with her "best friend" and tried to steal her husband. As compensation, after granting Shi Li a super-strong soothing ability, the system abandoned the mess and fled, leaving Shi Li to face a group of Beast Husbands who each wished they could slaughter her. Where's the sweet and doting script that was promised? Shi Li could only, through her tears, try to win them over one by one. The chosen one, the White Wolf General; his family was held hostage to threaten him, and he frantically clamored for a divorce. The noble royal, the Golden Dragon Prince; he had his scales plucked out and was thrown into the slave black market to be auctioned. The natural-born charmer, the bewitching Fire Fox; unable to endure the torture, he secretly escaped, and his whereabouts remain unknown. The research prodigy, the ink-black long snake; after his right hand was injured, he had a breakdown and went on a rampage, and is now imprisoned in an underground dungeon. A delicate beauty for a political marriage, the precious merman; he lost his dazzling fins, fled back to his home planet, and has not been heard from since. Recalling her past interactions with her Beast Husbands, Shi Li felt that if it weren't for the supreme status of females, she would have already died countless times over. She felt that there was no future in her path to winning them back. By doing her best to soothe them, can she earn the forgiveness of her Beast Husbands?
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